The Counterfeit Madam Hou

Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped. She raised her head and looked at Shemu with some grief.

Shemu's face was also heavy. Not long ago, the Emperor had just given his death to King Lingnan. His party feathers were still being cleared. At this time, the Emperor summoned him to the palace, which must also be related to this matter.

It was a matter of great importance. He dared not be lazy. He had to sit up and kiss Liu Qinghuan's forehead soothingly: “Good boy, wait for me to come back. ”

The sound is like soaking in the bottom of a pond, clear and thick with silk compression. Liu Qing sighed and nodded.

Shemu's clothes were violently torn apart by Liu Qinghuan, so he had to find a new one. Wearing clothes and wearing a haircut, he glanced at the little man sitting alone on the bed. Shemu raised a little pity under his eyes and kissed her in the crouched corner with her waist: “I'll be right back. ”

Liu Qinghuan watched Shemu walk out the door and smashed it on the bed.

She now believes that cooked ducks can really fly.

Shemu left the house and rode the BMW into the palace with the preacher. Chang 'an City has begun to be closed down at night, and no one can be seen on the road except occasionally by horseback.

General Xue was able to travel unhindered by a traffic order. When I walked to Purple Palace, I saw both the Emperor and Lemmer. He froze and walked forward and asked: "The Emperor is calling late at night, but what has changed? ”

"'No,' said the emperor. 'I just want to make sure you know about the hunt the day after tomorrow. ”

Shemu looked up at him as if she didn't understand him. The Emperor repeated it with kindness: "Are you ready for the day after tomorrow?” The rest of King Lingnan's party has not been cleaned up yet, and the next day is another annual fall hunt. Such a grand scene is no surprise.

He was not afraid to meet several assassins, but rather to disturb his hunting elegance.

Shemu heard clearly this time, and the corner of his mouth had become a straight line. Li Mo suddenly laughed. He really understood General Xue's mood at this time. He thought that he had been dug up from the palace to listen to the Emperor's rubbish. He also had the expression of swallowing flies.

Shemu looked at the emperor on the throne and finally moved his mouth: “Can't we talk about this in the morning? ”

"" It can be fine, "said Yan Emperor." But if we don't solve it tonight, I can't sleep as if I were stuck in my throat. ”

... so you can sleep for yourself, whether someone else sleeps or not, right?

Shemu took a deep breath and took a steady breath. “Rest assured, Your Majesty, that Shen has been deployed with General Weiyuan and no one will disturb His Majesty's happiness.” The Emperor was passionate about hunting, and he was worried about such big things as hunting in the autumn that he couldn't sleep. They had to be considerate of their sons.

Yan Di listened to Shemu's assurance, as if he had finally swallowed the fish bone down his throat and was comfortable. But the look on Shemu's face was very... complicated, he thought half a dozen times, as if he realized something: “Am I disturbing you? ”

Li Mo next to him didn't hold it, and he laughed.

Xue Mu shrugged his mouth and did not speak. Yan Di was sure that he was right and was very kind: “General Xue has a family, I will try not to summon you into the palace in the late evening, cough. ”

Li Mo laughed again, and Xue Moo swept his eyes and fisted at Yan Emperor: “Your Majesty, since Shen has entered the palace, there is just one thing I want to play to the Emperor. ”

Yan Di nodded and promised: "Play. ”

"" Mr. Liu intends to give his second daughter to General Weiyuan, "said Shemu." Although General Weiyuan was brave and fearless on the battlefield, he feared for his children's selfishness and dared not come to the door to bring them up. ”

Li Mo: “…”

Wait, you don't have to tell the Emperor about this? Besides, when did he get scared to come up and kiss? He just doesn't want to get married!

But the Emperor showed great interest in the matter: "Oh? And this?” He glanced at Li Mo and smiled lightly. “The three daughters of Yoo Samurai are prettier than one. If General Li can marry one, he is also a blessing from previous generations. ”

Shemu agreed: "I think so. ”

Li Mo: “…”

But of his three daughters, Dari the most knowledgeable married to the son of Sang-shu, the prettiest married to Shemu, what does it mean to leave Liu Qingliang the most obsessive!

The Emperor continued to laugh: "I heard that Liu Samlang's three daughters are among the most intense in character. General Li has just the right personality. Maybe I can manage your drinking problems, so I don't have to worry about this anymore. ”

Shemu went on to agree: "The Emperor is of high opinion. ”

Li Mo just wanted to say something for himself, and the Emperor nailed him to death: “If General Li is really ashamed to ask, I can be this media and give you the order to marry. ”

Li Mo: “…”

Why did he laugh? It's not good to be a quiet and quiet visitor! You know why Shemu can't provoke him.

General Weiyuan reflected deeply on himself in his heart.

After leaving the Purple Palace, he smiled and came to Shemu: “Brother Ziqin, that was the wrong brother. Regarding the wedding gift, can you ask the Emperor to reconsider it? ”

Shemu glanced at him: "When is it our turn to intervene in what the Emperor has decided? ”

Lee Mo smiles in his heart. General Xue Da, are you kidding me? Who doesn't know you have the most say in the Emperor? Though the heart is defamatory, there is still a sincere smile on its face: "General Xue, you can't force marriage like this. ”

Shemu looked over at him and shallow his lower lip: “What's wrong with my second sister? ”

Li Mo blinked with a smile in his face. After spitting in his heart, he was bewitched by the beauty of General Xue Da, he said, “Miss Liu Er is fine, but I prefer to behave. ”

Shemu said, "How can I keep you under control if you're being nice? Believe in the Emperor's eyes. ”

Li Mo: “…”

Shemu left the palace and quickly drove back to Yongning Hou Fu. The main house was quiet, and Sherman pushed it away lightly. The door, indicating that she had risen to greet her, went down to her bedroom.

Liu Qinghuan lay calmly on the pavement with slight ups and downs in his chest. Shemu walked up to her and sat down, calling softly: "Qing Qing. ”

Liu Qinghuan breathed evenly and long, and seemed to sleep perfectly. Shemu called again with immortality: "Clear? ”

Seems to have been disturbed in his sleep, Liu Qinghuan frowned anxiously. Shemu saw that she was really asleep, did not dare to argue with her again, stared at her sleeping face for a while, helplessly kissed her on the corner of her mouth, and turned over to lie beside her.

The next day when Liu Qinghuan woke up, he unconsciously extended his hand to the side of the probe.

Empty.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up and summoned the peach green: “Did Amu come back last night? ”

"" When Master Hou returned last night, madam was asleep and the slaves dared not disturb her. ”

Liu Qinghuan: “...”

She wanted to wait for Sherman to come back, but why did she fall asleep? Imagine how stubborn Shemu was when she fell asleep, and she couldn't help but laugh.

It's all right. Fight again tonight!

Shemu was preparing for tomorrow's round-trip hunt all day, busy returning to Hou Fu when the sun was about to set. Liu Qinghuan had eaten early and sprayed herself with fragrance. Just this time after the bath, Sherman pushed away. The door came in.

Liu Qinghuan wore semi-dried hair and turned back to look at him. Linglong's body appeared hidden under a thin underwear, his slightly panicked eyes glanced at himself, and Shemu felt that his heart had also melted.

Qinghuan Qinghuan quickly exited the room when he saw Master Hou's eyes as if they were tigers. The rest of Liu Qinghuan had not yet reacted and had been held by Xue Mu.

She lowly shouted and subconsciously surrounded Shemu's neck, her long dark hair dripping down like a waterfall.

There is still a slight floral scent in the air, which has the same flavour as Liu Qinghuan. Shemu sniffed a shallow sip and took Liu Qinghuan into her bedroom, placing her gently on the bed.

“Amu...” Liu Qinghuan shouted softly, and Shemu pressed down. He kissed Liu Qinghuan's lips for a while before releasing her slightly: “Last night you fell asleep alone, so unconscious. ”

Liu Qinghuan gasped lightly at the kiss, and her face was faintly red, better than the finest rouge. Shemu Xin Shen moved and kissed her with a low head. Her hands also penetrated Liu Qinghuan's clothes.

Liu Qinghuan whimpered low, and Shemu loosened her lips and did not take her hand away. He gasped, breathing a little rushed, but he was the one who patiently coddled him: “Be good, be clear, just a moment...”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit a few tears, his body suddenly cooled, and he followed a hot body.

“Amu...” She subconsciously called Shemu's name, a little overwhelmed. Shemu kissed her earlobes lovingly and softly seduced her: "I'm here, don't be afraid. ”

This time, no matter what happens, he won't let her go again.

But when he saw Liu Qinghuan's white face due to the pain, he was still heartbroken. Kissing her tearful corner, Shemu asked softly, "Clear, isn't it sad? ”

Liu Qinghuan muttered twice and circled Shemu's neck: “It's okay, I can handle it...”

The voice was already a little dull, Shemu lowered her heart and lowered her waist, kissing her lips gently distracting her attention.

After the battle, Shemu gently embraced Liu Qing in his arms and looked softly like a beach of water. He never felt so happy that his little group finally belonged to him completely.

Liu Qinghuan tasted better than he thought. If he hadn't thought about her body, he would have hugged her again. Liu Qinghuan seemed tired, closed his eyes and curled in Shemu's arms. Even his eyelashes were lazy for a moment.

She kissed her mouth squeamishly and Shemu sounded like a feather: "Clear, or sad? ”

“Well, my back hurts, so does my leg. ”

Shemu pressed her waist for a moment and asked softly, "Is it better now? ”

“Hmm...” Liu Qinghuan seemed comfortable and finally opened his eyes and looked at him on Shemu's chest.

Shemu lowered her head and kissed her forehead. "What's wrong? ”

Liu Qinghuan seemed a little ashamed because the two of them had just done something like that. He shouted, "Amu, why are you still marrying me when I've been so bad to you these years?” Knowing her relationship with Tang Zibo, knowing that she was willing to test her heart, why did she still marry her?

Shemu looked at her and her eyes deepened: “I just made a bet with myself. ”

“Gambling?” Liu Qing looked at him doubtfully.

“Mm-hmm.” Shemu snapped her lips slightly, and the smile looked sweet as a sprinkle of sweetness, "now it looks like I won the bet. ”